"Magnus, there you are," Astrid smiles, finding me straight away as if she knows this is where I would be.
She leads me to our newly arrived guests. The daughters fan their faces and giggle.
"Oh, so handsome," one says, and they both blush and giggle again.
"Magnus, these are my daughters, Bethany and Addison,"
I step forward and begrudgingly take Bethany's hand and place a kiss on the back of her hand and do the same with Addison. I know straight away neither of them is my fated mate.
"Pleasure to meet you both," I say.
"And a pleasure to meet you too," Bethany says with a curtesy.
"Yes, a pleasure," Addison says, copying her sister's curtesy.
"And this is my son Hank, future Alpha of the Greystone pack,"
We make eye contact and shake hands as the front door opens; Nina enters.
"And who is that stunning, beautiful creatuuuure ough!" He yells, pulling his hand from my tight grip, "You almost broke my hand?"
"Oh, did I? Oops, sometimes I forget my strength, forgive me." I smirk.
It's the night of my wolf ceremony. I spent the day with my parents, greeting all the Alphas who arrived and their families and pack members. It's been exhausting. I have met hundreds of unmated females who have swooned over me all day. Along with all that, I've been worried that I might shift against my will tonight. The pain I went through when I had shifted was unbearable, to the point I thought I would die. It's not an experience I want to repeat. I know the pack doctor is here just in case but is there anything he can do to help me?
More unmated she-wolves arrive and swoon around me. 'Is it true you shifted early? Is it true your wolf is white? Are your muscles real?" Another asks, feeling my biceps. I can't help but notice Nina glaring at me. She looks stunning in her red dress that flows at the bottom. It has a long slit on the right showing off her petite, beautiful legs. Her hair is up high, with a couple of strands dangling down her cheeks.
Great, what have I done to upset her now?
The Moon Hall has roughly a thousand people. I walk to take my seat. Moss arrives and takes Nina's hand, and sits beside her. Now I am the one glaring at her. Mum elbows me, gaining my attention.
"Not even one of these unmated she-wolves is your mate?" she asks with hope.
"As the future Alpha and being my wolf ceremony, it is only proper I get to dance with a girl of my choice," I say, taking Nina's hand from his. He knows he can't decline as it will cause a scene and show disrespect to not only me but my father, the Alpha.
"Why certainly," he snaps, clearly angry.
"Let me show you how it's done," I smile at him.
Taking Nina's hand with my hand, I place the other gently on her waist and begin the waltz. I dance like a true gentleman, not allowing my hands to wonder.
"Are you okay?" I ask.
"Was it that obvious?"
"Yes, my wolf almost appeared when I saw where Moss's hands were going,"
"Well, that explains the growl that almost made the Moon Hall collapse," she laughs, then has a serious expression, "Are you nervous… that you might shift?"
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